The poet is a man who lives at last by watching his moods. An old poet comes at last to watch his moods as narrowly as a cat does a mouse. Henry David Thoreau
this is one of my favourite matches Thinker :) can't believe the year is almost gone... already told u but here goes again: was super fun doing this blog w you :)
Hey Luisa, happy you like it! I enjoyed our teamwork too, when i see 349 matches behind us, that is a lot of photos and quotes! And every match has a special emotion captured:)
Thinker and Luisa are back, one year later, with the blog Quoted Images, Imaged Quotes. Very much look forward to seeing you around and reading your comments and suggestions. Thinker and Luisa, November 2010
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this is one of my favourite matches Thinker :) can't believe the year is almost gone... already told u but here goes again: was super fun doing this blog w you :)
Hey Luisa, happy you like it!
I enjoyed our teamwork too, when i see 349 matches behind us, that is a lot of photos and quotes! And every match has a special emotion captured:)
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